Fuck RTÉ by TPM (IE) Lyrics
[Intro]
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin' fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin' fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin' fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin' fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
[Verse 1]
I woke up to the tone
Of an ESB meter
No more electricity
So no more heater
The middle of the winter
The house is full of mould
If you know what I know
This lifestyle can get old
I was out
Last night again
I hadn't any money
Had to rob a pen
I had the rent in one hand
An amber in the other
I'm always at [?]
And so is my smelly brother
Now 'e're lookin' for
Some tablet for my head
Not Panadol
The other kind instead
My mouth is like a desert
And my face is turning red
And I can't make toast
Because I got no bread
Wakin' up
With my sandpaper mouth
I was up all night
Again swillin' the stout
I got bills through the door
Letterbox can't hold more
But these boys won't
Make my life a chore
Really what I want to do
When I want to do it
If I want to quit fags
I'll get a Nicorette, chew it
If not
Then I'll just inhale
But I'll still ignore
These cunts' junk mail
Hopped into me transit
On the way to the pawn shop
Selling all the shit
That we shouldn'ta bought
[?] next to me
Flicking CDs
We never listen to that prick
Joe Duffy
[Chorus]
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
[Verse 2]
I've got [?] in the whip
Inside the front door
In the transit van
That we love to the core
The van starts up
And we're screaming no
'Cause that dildo Joe Duffy
Still on the radio
We're heading to the bank
To see if we've any money
Of all the days
Why is today so sunny?
Balance seventy
Available none
I don't have two euro
I don't have one, but
Fuck money
We don't need it to be crafty
I never wash my clothes
So they always smell hashy
Can't pay my dues
I can't afford new shoes
But I still do
All my right in twos
Rat-tat-tat-tat
No I don't have a gat
I drive a transit van
And I love smoking hash
It's no six-four
It has a tank full of green
But I never let the customs
Checkpoint me
We're not from Compton
We're from the [?]
Out of Dundalk town
Flicking Amber Leaf buds
We don't make grime
We get speeding fines
And then we're sent to court
For not paying them on time
Fuck the courts
And fuck the Gardaí
And don't talk to me
About R T É
A TV license
Waste of time for you
When you're listening to rhymes
From the TPM crew
[Chorus]
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin' fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin' fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin' fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin' fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
[Verse 1]
I woke up to the tone
Of an ESB meter
No more electricity
So no more heater
The middle of the winter
The house is full of mould
If you know what I know
This lifestyle can get old
I was out
Last night again
I hadn't any money
Had to rob a pen
I had the rent in one hand
An amber in the other
I'm always at [?]
And so is my smelly brother
Now 'e're lookin' for
Some tablet for my head
Not Panadol
The other kind instead
My mouth is like a desert
And my face is turning red
And I can't make toast
Because I got no bread
Wakin' up
With my sandpaper mouth
I was up all night
Again swillin' the stout
I got bills through the door
Letterbox can't hold more
But these boys won't
Make my life a chore
Really what I want to do
When I want to do it
If I want to quit fags
I'll get a Nicorette, chew it
If not
Then I'll just inhale
But I'll still ignore
These cunts' junk mail
Hopped into me transit
On the way to the pawn shop
Selling all the shit
That we shouldn'ta bought
[?] next to me
Flicking CDs
We never listen to that prick
Joe Duffy
[Chorus]
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
[Verse 2]
I've got [?] in the whip
Inside the front door
In the transit van
That we love to the core
The van starts up
And we're screaming no
'Cause that dildo Joe Duffy
Still on the radio
We're heading to the bank
To see if we've any money
Of all the days
Why is today so sunny?
Balance seventy
Available none
I don't have two euro
I don't have one, but
Fuck money
We don't need it to be crafty
I never wash my clothes
So they always smell hashy
Can't pay my dues
I can't afford new shoes
But I still do
All my right in twos
Rat-tat-tat-tat
No I don't have a gat
I drive a transit van
And I love smoking hash
It's no six-four
It has a tank full of green
But I never let the customs
Checkpoint me
We're not from Compton
We're from the [?]
Out of Dundalk town
Flicking Amber Leaf buds
We don't make grime
We get speeding fines
And then we're sent to court
For not paying them on time
Fuck the courts
And fuck the Gardaí
And don't talk to me
About R T É
A TV license
Waste of time for you
When you're listening to rhymes
From the TPM crew
[Chorus]
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ
We're TPM
The only MCs
Sayin fuck the law
And fuck RTÉ